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Jan 2019
They think I'm rich
They think I'm wealthy
They think I'm a saint
That I'm healthy
They think that they know
What it means to be me
Oh no
No they don't understand me
Not at all

They think I'm lost
They think I'm drifting
They think I've no cause
That I'm sinking
They think that they can see
What it means to be me
But they can't even see me
Oh no
No they don't understand me
Not at all
Not at all
Anthony Mayfield
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Anthony Mayfield  25/M/Santa Clara, CA
(25/M/Santa Clara, CA)   
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   Ian Robinson
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